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: One thousand two hundred and sixty-two Praise the Prophet

"Damage? Are you really...grumpy..." The fat man walked towards this quirky iron box with some anger and amusement, his eyes shining brightly came in front of the box and wiped the dust with his hands, exposing the position of the base,

The fat man wiped the dust on the buttons of the box with his hands, and his eyes became deeper. If it was just a suspicion, he can already be very sure that what he saw was a safe. The six buttons appeared in front of him. Although the shape of the password safe is somewhat deformed and no specific metal material can be seen, the buttons of the safe deposit boxes lined up side by side are protruding, and there are still a few hands next to them, even if they are too long, they are covered with a lot of dust And a dirt wrench,

Muyakodir was a little dazed about his move,

He knew how attractive that thing was to anyone who came in for the first time. When he first came in, he almost couldn't get out because of this, but His Majesty Falcon behaved strangely, and seemed to be The interest in the East and West base is greater than the interest in this iron box

"Is it..." Muyakodir smiled deliberately and said, "Your Majesty, don't bother to look for it. My family has found this place almost countless times in the past few hundred years. Except for these things, there is absolutely no Things such as keys or institutions, but now there is not much time. Every time my family comes in, they only dare to stay in it for 20 minutes and must leave immediately, otherwise there is a danger of being closed inside."

"20 minutes? Enough!" The fat man waved his hand inadvertently, without taking Muyakodir's reminder to heart. He was looking for the fixing screws of the base of the iron box, the shape of this locomotive, It may be a monster in Muyakodir’s eyes,

But in the eyes of fat people, this locomotive is really ordinary. This is a touring car when the family travels together. The box above is a box for some extra items.

Generally, such boxes are locked, and in order to avoid being taken away during parking, they are usually fixed with steel screws at the base of the box. Obviously, the Muyako people will not know this.

"Prophet Ferran, you can't play with your descendants like this!"

At the base position of the safe, the fat man took almost no time to find the four settings that were obviously fixed with screws and fastened the box, and a trace of regret and helplessness could not help flashing in my heart.

In all fairness he has seen this safe. Obviously it will not be the product of this era, the biggest thing is probably the thing that passed through with the prophet Ferran, and the secret that the prophet Ferran also wants to lock after death, is definitely a very important item,

Or this is just the inadvertent negligence of the prophet. Unfortunately, this small design has caused the Muyako tribe who guarded the holy place to struggle for hundreds of years, and they don’t know how much brain power and jīng power have been consumed by generations. And did not unravel this extremely simple mystery,

This is probably the ordinary screw buckle of the surprise of the times. If it is in the modern age, even a child will easily unscrew these hidden buckles with tools, but for the Muyako people, this is entangled by hundreds of them. Years of confusion,

After hesitating for a while on the password button, the fat man knew that he could never open it, so he picked up a wrench next to it without hesitation. Since he could not open it in a short time, he could only take it away. His eyes were on. The four fixing screws of the base,

Twisting the screws that had been rusting and hair for hundreds of years, the crunching metal friction sounded in the empty huge space. "Your Majesty... Are you?" "Reposti looked at him with a puzzled face." Why don’t you come and help!” The fat man was dissatisfied and shouted to the two people who were standing, because the screws had basically been rusted and had been caught by the layers of black dirt without being twisted by people for hundreds of years.

It took a lot of effort for the fat man to finally twist one, and the time has passed 5 minutes. According to this progress, if you want to twist all four, it will take at least 20 minutes, which is undoubtedly touching the stranded bottom line. ,

In a hurry, the fat man couldn't take care of that much. He picked up two wrenches directly from the side, stuffed one with Reposti, and threw it to the faceless Muyakodir, and then weighed the other two screws with the wrench. Knocked on the position and said, "follow my actions, twist these two!"

"Your Majesty, this is blasphemy!" Muyakodir was speechless and almost fell to the ground when he received the wrench.

The whole body stood there, looking incredulously at the respected Majesty Falcon, and the tall and tall Reposti, struggling to pull a protruding bone from the relic with unknown metal tools,

Muyakodir feels that he is going crazy. In his eyes, that is a part of the body of the relic. In the legend of Muyako, these monsters made by the prophet Ferran just temporarily sleep here and guard The Holy Spirit of the Prophet is not disturbed,

In other words, the Muyako people think that these things are alive. Although they are just sleeping here quietly, the sturdy unknown shell and the gigantic appearance all indicate that this monster will be What a terrible thing

"Actually, it's twisted and energetic!" Reposti's face showed inexcitable excitement, showing him a white tooth that was infiltrating. Muyakodir, after a painful hesitation, a sincere hand Finally, he picked up the wrench with some trembling, and there was a trace of excitement in his heart. When the wrench was screwed on, he felt an inexplicable excitement. This was the entanglement of Muyako for hundreds of years!

"Cry" the sound of crisp metal falling to the ground answered in a huge empty space, a dirt-filled metal screw flicked on the ground, three people stopped their movements at the same time, unconsciously, 4 fixed The screws were all twisted off. The fat man carefully put all four precious screws into his pocket. He wanted to take these four screws back and let the institute do a good job of research and research.

As a present person, he is well aware of what this small invention means to the era of machinery, the function and appearance of machinery can be varied, but in the final analysis, everything is fixed by such large and small screws, even It’s fair to say that the entire civilization is built on screws. Without screws, there is no possibility of the existence of that civilization. The smallest things are the most difficult to replicate.

Now that such a ready-made template will undoubtedly save the research institute a lot of effort, and these screws are very heavy in texture, they should be some special metal

"Your Majesty, did you hear anything?"

Busy, Reposti near the left raised his head somewhat uncertainly. Under his gaze, His Majesty's hands were slamming the ends of the black box. Muya Cordier panted next to him, his eyes full. Bloodshot looking at the black box,

Everyone wants to know, what is this thing that has protected the tribe for hundreds of years, the ground of "Booming" shook again slightly, and all three heard this time,

The fat man's face turned pale and hard, and the black box made an unpleasant creaking sound. As he was pulled up by himself, there was also a hook-like thin iron wire under the box.

Suddenly breathing, a grain of sand fell from the top of the head to the stunned faces of three people,

"What's the situation!" Suddenly, the sense of crisis made the fat man suddenly feel his scalp explode, rumbling, and countless fine sands poured down from the top, flowing down like a waterfall, blocking the road when it came.

"It's over, it's dead!" The fat man hugged the black box in a silly look

"Look, it's the steps of the altar in the center of the city!" Muyakodir's inexplicable shout came from the side, and as the fine sand flowed clean, an upward passage appeared in the collapsed place.

At the top of the passage, it is a lazy sculpture of the prophet Ferran in the center of the red clay city. A bright sunshine illuminates the lovely steps through the steps, like the same beam of light.

"Your Majesty, we don't have to die!"

The joy of being in a desperate life made the three people jump with cheers. At this moment, there were no princes or masters and servants. Everyone just never felt that life is so beautiful. The air that zìyóu breathes is such a person Comfortable and comfortable

The fat man finally knows how the prophet Ferran brought in such a huge steam engine~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Praise the prophet! "The first thing Muyakodir ran out of the steps was that his body was all lying in front of the altar,

To blaspheme the saint for himself, the most solemn thanks to Prophet Ferran’s carving, beside him, Reposti sat on the ground breathlessly, breathing heavily, seemingly never enough time to praise Prophet! "The fat man who never believed in any religion, for the first time stood upright, and the **** piously saluted the statue of the prophet Ferran, who was unique and angelic,

This is a great and noble character, or he is not good at yīn strategy and politics, even spurned by that inappropriate era, but still has a heart as bright as a star,

Respect, zìyóu, life... The doctrine of the sky flashed through the fat man's mind. It has never been so clear. The fat man felt enough that this prophet Ferran valued the black box, and he even designed such a sad scene to warn him. The people who finally get the black box, every life, every morning, even every inch of light, should be respected. This is the true doctrine of the sky.

Suddenly, the fat man thought that he should let Sky Instructor Palsina take a look at this in person, this should be the sky sacred church she fought for,

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